Do you remember a couple of years ago when this was normal? It's not like this new life is a horror movie, is more like that life is a fantasy book that we all read a long time ago. I'm an introvert, but I need to see faces, to smell coffee and street food, to read a book in a bench, to take pictures of strangers just being themselves, was all even real? Did I ever exist?
I'm now too old to do some things but too young to stay in line to be free again, free of doing all the things I took for granted just a year and half ago, I just had enough. People only care if I sneeze or if my throat hurts, but what about my soul? Is it not important at all?
The bitten nails, the lost hair, the hard time to change clothes or to take a normal bath, is there a vaccine for that? Or we will keep ignoring it like it doesn't matter? Who can hold your hand when your are unable of asking for it, is anybody seeing what are we going through?
Anxiety, depression, loneliness, that's all a joke, all that matters is to be isolated from the virus, but is it even normal not wanting to pick up the phone or to answer mails or messages?
If someday all of this ends, if we can get 'back to normal', are we going to remember how to speak, how to laugh, how to enjoy a coffee or how to have fun with friends? Are we going to remember how to love not only others, but ourselves?
It's not all about having faith and being thankful, these feelings are also real and they can take down even a Goliath.
How will be back to normal? When is all of this going to end?
